Fire and shadows-Keith

[Niam Wyldt]

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Time: Just after sunset
Place: some dark road
Tag: Prof. Keith Halifax
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Her eyelids started to slip closed a little. By the stars she hated day classes. Going out in the day. Was not something that she was comfortable with. It made her weaker and had a tendency to drain her of any energy that she might have had. She slipped her head up from her hand and continued trying to read her book on mythology. What were they studying… the myth of vampires. Seriously…she could teach the course on vampires. She had to keep reminding herself that it was supposed to be myth and not facts. That didn’t stop her from dazing or dozing off as she read it. Sometimes she had regretted her choice to go to graduate school .  She coudln't really remember anymore why she'd made the decision to do so.  Maybe it was easier to just stick with the plan that she'd have a life? Maybe it's because it's what her parents would have liked for her to do.  Maybe she wanted to do one thing that they could be proud of considered she'd basically been the cause of their slaughter...at least in her opinion she was. 

She looked outside to see the sun starting to set. Thank goodness. She loved when the days were shorter and the nights longer. Thank goodness for the fall months when sunset came early. Now she had the convenience of going home and going to sleep . Then again… going to sleep wasn’t something that she really did often. Why? Sleep meant dreaming…dreams had a tendency to be nightmares. Perhaps it would be a good night to scan her sources for anything that needed killing. Maybe she’d just get lucky on a walk and come across something?  She was far from any kind of innocent. Sure she could be sweet...loving ...kind...but she wasn't and really had no intention of doing so.  It was simpler to keep to herself and just do what she could to keep busy ...and entertained.  Of course sometimes that could get the the woman into a bit of trouble when she went about messing with the wrong person. Maybe attack a werewolf from some clan then the next day have three following her. If anything she loved the challenge. Helped with keeping her distracted. 

She started to pack up her books to head out of the library. The sun had completely set. It was one of those starless moonless nights though. The darkness seemed to be impermeable. Thankfully her eyes allowed her to see quite well without any light to lead her on. Tonight would be a good night for some demon or vampire to go hunting for prey. There was something convenient in looking like a fragile average college student. IT made her an easy target. Being a target, was probably the best way to bait in a kill. She could feel the people as she walked down the street. She could hear their hearts and catch the slight scent of their blood beneath their skin. Sure she was a hunter…but she was also a part of the creatures that she hunted. She was part vampire as well as part demon, and had many characteristics from both, such as her love of killing and her penchant for blood, or more so a weakness for it. It was a part of herself that she hated for the most part. As she continued walking g she could sense a presence closing in behind her. A smirk touched her lips. She continued walking down the street towards a more secluded as if she hadn’t noticed. Who, or whatever it was had started closing in…. oh this was going to be fun.